Chapter 181 The Promotional Tournament Begins
"Eternal life is the best way to rule a country!" Wanyan Ruyu looked at Shen Lang and said with a smile: "If the founding emperor had always ruled, where would the country end up?"
"The result is self-evident!" Wanyan Ruyu picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and spoke lightly.
Wanyan Ruyu's words reminded Shen Lang of Qin Shihuang. If Xu Fu had not deceived Qin Shihuang at that time and had really found the elixir of immortality, what direction would the Qin Dynasty have taken?
Of course, immortality does not exist, but it is what every emperor pursues. This thing does not exist in the original world, but it may really exist in this world of warriors!
Thinking of this, Shen Lang had an idea. According to what Wanyan Ruyu said, if the emperor at that time was pursuing immortality, and it happened that the Sakura Empire had such an elixir or had such an opportunity, then in order to rule for immortality, he would have given up the god of war Bai He!
At this moment, when Shen Lang was reading the contents of the mezzanine, this thought became more and more real. At this moment, Shen Lang didn't know what to say.
"I don't know what you've been struggling with, but if it's about immortality, I think you don't have to worry about it!" Wanyan Ruyu looked at Shen Lang and said, "Nothing is more important than the immortality of the ruler!"
After hearing this, Shen Lang looked at Wanyan Ruyu and asked, "Has the Nanyue Empire ever been like this?"
Wanyan Ruyu smiled and said, "Of course, the Nanyue Empire also had emperors who pursued immortality, but they all ended in failure. There is no such thing as true immortality, and there is no such thing as true immortality. It is just a fantasy proposed by some people with ulterior motives to confuse people!"
Hearing this, Shen Lang smiled and said, "You really see things clearly!"
Wanyan Ruyu smiled and said, "I have never been an emperor, so how can I see things clearly? I am just considering things from my own perspective. If one day, I stand in the position of the emperor, maybe I will also pursue immortality!"
“Who doesn’t want to rule the country for thousands of years?” At the end of her words, Wanyan Ruyu adjusted her long hair in front of her forehead and smiled faintly.
On this day, Shen Lang and Wanyan Ruyu chatted for a long time. It was also the first time that they chatted without quarreling or being angry.
With the end of the last mountain climbing competition, the remaining 310 students entered the second round of competition.
Due to the heavy casualties in mountain climbing competitions, the second round will no longer be a mountain climbing competition, but a 10V10 head-to-head competition with random assignments. The standard for victory is the party that wins six student tokens. This time, the competition can be held simultaneously.
Three hundred and ten students wrote their names on pieces of paper, which were then drawn by teachers from Xinjiang Xin Martial Arts College. The papers were placed in thirty-one cartons for drawing. The students whose names were drawn would discuss their names on the recording board, and then a second round of drawing would take place between teams of ten to determine the final team.
Shen Lang was lucky to be drawn into the same team as Chang Rumo. Upon hearing the news, Chang Rumo jumped up high and was very excited. He could finally fight side by side with Shen Lang.
Except for Shen Lang and Chang Rumo, Shen Lang and Chang Rumo did not know the other eight students and they were all strangers.
However, the four men and four women are no strangers to Shen Lang. Shen Lang's reputation for breaking records and the prestige of his restaurant have made him a celebrity in the Xinjiang Xin Martial Arts Academy. Some students even feel a little regretful that they were not drawn into the same team with Shen Lang, as at least they would have a greater chance of winning.
Shen Lang's team competed in the seventh competition arena, an arena the size of a football field, surrounded by hundreds of onlookers including students, teachers and deans of the academy. The twenty contestants were lined up on both sides. A teacher from the Xinjiang Xin Martial Arts Academy was in the center of the arena, reading out the rules of the competition.
The ten students in each team are ranked according to their own strength, and one student is sent out in turn to compete with each other. The winner is determined by whether they admit defeat or fall outside the venue. One person can fight against one person, or one person can fight against several people continuously. There is no strict control on the order of appearance.
However, the college token obtained by the winner belongs to him/herself, and it will be added together with the college tokens obtained from previous mountain climbing and counted as the total score.
After the rules of the competition were read out, the competition kicked off amid warm applause. Shen Lang's team voted unanimously to let Shen Lang go first. Shen Lang had no choice but to grin and walk to the middle position, waiting for the opposing team of ten to select the first player to compete with him.
To be honest, when the other side saw that Shen Lang was the first to come out to compete, everyone's face looked unhappy. After discussing for a long time, they finally sent out a sturdy man to compete with Shen Lang.
"Yucai College, Shen Lang!" Shen Lang introduced himself.
"Xicheng Martial Arts Academy, Zhou Nan!" The burly man also introduced himself.
"I've finished explaining the rules!" The teacher of the Xinjiang Martial Arts Academy looked at the two students in front of him and said, "Now, the competition begins!"
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As the starting sound fell, Zhou Nan shouted loudly, and a powerful martial energy burst out. His sturdy body instantly swelled a few points, and a faint light appeared on his body.
A mid-seventh-rate expert!
"The tiger is coming down the mountain!"
With a "bang", Zhou Nan stomped his feet on the ground, jumped up from the ground, made his hands into claws, and rushed towards Shen Lang's crown.
Because it was not a life-and-death fight, Shen Lang could only pat the nuclear reactor on his chest. Mark 50 nano armor appeared on his body, flames spurted out from under his feet, and the whole person flew up, waving his fists, and rushed towards Zhou Nan who was rushing towards him.
"Oh my God, what kind of armor is this? It's so cool and it can even fly!" A woman in the audience exclaimed in surprise.
"I've heard that there might be something like this in the Ghost Sect. Could he be a member of the Ghost Sect?" A man in the audience touched his chin, looking at the armor on Shen Lang, thinking.
"I've heard of the Ghost Faction, but I've never heard of a mecha like this that can fly!" The man sitting next to him asked in confusion.
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When everyone saw the Mark 50 nano armor on , they started to speculate. By the time they came to their senses, the competition on the ring was over.
In the first encounter, Zhou Nan's tiger was knocked to the ground by Shen Lang's punch. The ferocious tiger turned into a sick cat, fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Finally, Zhou Nan admitted defeat.
There's no way. My strongest move was neutralized by the other person's punch. How can I fight back?
After handing over the college token of West City Martial Arts College, Zhou Nan bowed to Shen Lang and walked back to his team in a dusty manner. Shen Lang stood in the center of the field, holding the token and waving to the students in the audience, enjoying the surprise and cheers.
"I'll do it!"
